Not to mention anything else, ten times the speed of sound plus the strength carried by the Pure Yang Sword itself is already terrifying enough, and Li Ling still has an instantaneous three thousand rotational spiral energy attached to the Pure Yang Sword. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When this strength was attached to the pure yang true fire emitted by the Pure Yang Sword, it directly defeated the remaining Flame Yang Qi and heavy strength on the battle spear, and rushed into Bi Xuan's body along the Moon Wolf Spear like a bamboo.

"Boom!"

Bi Xuan directly smashed through the layer of turf on the swamp, fell underwater, and even drilled directly towards the increasingly viscous silt, like a spinning top to dissolve the impact and spiral energy, and at the same time use all his strength to carry the Burning Yang Miraculous Skill, devouring and eliminating the pure Yang True Fire that invaded the body.

Li Ling was deprived of a sword, but the price was worth it, in exchange for Bi Xuan, who had the strongest attack in the field, could not shoot again for a short time.

In the face of Li Ling's domineering punch, Fu Cailin's sword was full of green and blue light, drawing moving lines that were beyond the beauty of the world and the reason of heaven and earth, bypassing Li Ling's fist, and hitting him with his arm.

The mist that Bi Xuan bumped into was attracted like iron meeting a magnet, and it turned into a stream of water rushing towards the tip of Yijian, and it instantly condensed into a ball of mist.

The blade of the sword turned into a bit of blue light, like an immortal starlight in the clouds, and rushed towards the position between the eyes like a meteor. This point of starlight has the magic power of the book to hook the soul, as long as there is a slight gap in his Dao heart, he will suppress the soul for him, and be taken advantage of by it, which is extremely beautiful and terrifying.

He finally faced the unparalleled sword technique in the world, and the sword technique was so far, it was indeed the realm of Darden's palm. But to his surprise, he didn't expect Fu Cailin to also make such a means of killing the enemy.

Fu Cailin's swordsmanship is sensual, and its subtlety lies in the fact that he combines the feeling of the whole heart and soul with the sword, the external feeling is void, and the feeling of the heart is real. If you don't understand Fu Yulin's realm, then you don't have the qualifications to sit here and fight against him at all.

"Good!"

Li Ling had to admit that Fu Cailin's move was really a stroke of genius, and Li Ling was definitely unwilling to die with him.

With both hands bent, Li Ling turned his fist into a hammer, and smoothly and naturally completed the change of moves, smashing into the spine of Fu Cailin's long sword.

It's just that turning passivity into initiative, losing the advantage of active attack, and the loss caused by hastily changing moves, Li Ling's hammer is only seventy percent of the power of that punch at most.

On the contrary, if Fu Cailin passively receives Li Ling's shocking punch, he can exert eighty or ninety percent of his strength at most.

Now he has found another way, turned into an active attack, and used the tragic momentum, but he inspired twelve points of strength, which is really a brilliant stroke of genius.

"Zheng!"

Yi Jian wailed and trembled under Li Ling's mixed energy. Fu Cailin almost couldn't hold the long sword in his hand, his body was like a lightning strike, his body was full of blood and tumbling, and he continued to slowly retreat backwards.

Suddenly, Li Ling pointed out with his left finger and drew a perfect small circle, full of the unfathomable but heavenly and geographical number, and a spiral force was born in the circle.

The stars disappeared, and the fog ball still floated towards him like a gong, but it happened to be broken by the spiral energy, and then evaporated by the pure yang true fire.

Suddenly, above the table, there were starry spots in the sky, each point seemed to be attacking him, and every point was like the water that was immovable, like the starry sky in the sky, and had its own constant flavor in the changing cycle.

With a wave of his left hand, his strength gathered into a large circle, and the stars in the sky converged into a ray of starlight again, and then extinguished in Li Ling's palm.

The monk's stick shadow brought out a strong wind, pressing towards Li Ling's back, seeing that Li Ling was about to be hit by the stick shadow, his body did dissipate like a dream bubble, and disappeared in a flash.

The stick shadow hit the air, and the monk suddenly secretly said that it was not good.

Now the other three companions, one of them was struggling to support under the attack of the Chixiao Sword, and the two of them were unable to make a move for a short time after fighting hard with Li Ling, and now it has actually become a one-on-one situation between themselves and such a terrifying demon, and the situation is critical.

He took three steps back, and the steel rod swung like a windmill wheel, protecting his whole body against Li Ling's next attack from unknown sources.

Suddenly, he looked up, only to see Li Ling flying into the air at some point, and now the palms under his head and feet struck downward.

Before the palm arrived, the palm momentum shrouded the radius of ten zhang, and the air collapsed towards the monk's position with great momentum, and he was locked by Li Ling's momentum impact, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

What's more, speed is his shortcoming, and he is far inferior to Li Ling. Once you escape, leaving your back to Li Ling is definitely looking for death.

So he simply turned his heart sideways, with no sadness or joy on his face, and pointed his long stick to the sky, as if the great sage was roaring: "I want this day, and I can't cover my eyes anymore; If you want this land, you can't bury my heart anymore; I want all living beings to understand my intentions; I want all the Buddhas to disappear! ”

This stick is full of unyielding fighting spirit, but the ending is the same as that of the Great Sage, that is, it is resolutely suppressed!

Li Ling's palms were like big hands covering the sky, and before he could reach his body, the surging energy and powerful pressure had already descended.

The monk's face was flushed, and the steel rod in his hand could no longer be beaten.

"Boom!"

Under Li Ling's palm, the monk could no longer maintain his strength, and simply learned from Bi Xuan, wanting to unload and save his life by escaping underwater.

It's a pity that Li Ling is not ready to give the monk the same opportunity as Bi Xuan, because now at this moment, there is no one to share the pressure on him.

With a flash of silver light, the monk only felt a chill on his neck and a black look in front of him, and his great head was cut off by the incomparable Pure Yang Sword.

He wanted to smear oil on the soles of his feet and withdraw his skills, but he became his own amulet, how could he stop the attack of Li Ling's Pure Yang Sword with only the defense of his body.

Just now, Li Ling flew all over his body, but not only to launch an attack, the most important thing was actually to take back his pure yang sword, he was hit by Bi Xuan after his strength was exhausted, and he fell from a high altitude, was put away by Li Ling and expelled the remaining strength in the sword, and finally launched a lore blow.

Since then, one of the four great masters has been eliminated, and Li Ling has achieved a crucial victory.

Just as Li Ling looked at Xu Kaishan, he was about to use the Pure Yang Sword with the Chixiao Sword to solve his weakest Great Grandmaster opponent.

Suddenly, Li Ling's heart suddenly throbbed, which was a sign of danger coming.

With a move in his heart, the danger came from the swamp under his feet, it was Bi Xuan.

Condensing the true element of the whole body and cooperating with the huge strength of Wan Jun, Li Ling stepped down fiercely.

"Boom!"

As if a large-yield bomb had been detonated, the entire 100-meter radius of turf and mud was splashed everywhere, turning into fine particles, and the entire radius of a mile was completely obscured.

Following the exploration of spiritual power, the Pure Yang Sword silently shot forward, directly taking Bi Xuan, who had just broken through the water.

Bi Xuan stabbed his hand, which seemed ordinary, but in fact it was the result of martial arts cultivation under thousands of hammers, and achieved the transformation of intentional or unintentional. He also eliminated the influence and interference of the five senses, and followed the spiritual sense in the underworld, and was in the middle of the pure yang sword.

"Bell!"

Bi Xuan's spear strikes are even eliminated, flowing water, and clumsy, it seems to be an honest spear, but in fact, it is ever-changing, and it is not much inferior to the Heavenly Sword of Song Que at the beginning.

However, the continuous sword moves of the pure yang sword to fight back were even more outstanding, purely relying on Li Ling's artistic conception shrouded in the extraordinary agility of ordinary people, in one fell swoop, he broke Bi Xuan's spear momentum change and found Bi Xuan to escape.

No matter how Bi Xuan changes, Li Ling is also a mediocre sword with the Pure Yang Sword.